Everyone in the cafeteria looked on in amazement as Robin began thrusting her enormous tits up and down, as though she were fucking the air with them. Her wide-eyed look of rapture made it plain that she was getting a huge thrill out of watching the jiggling and bouncing of her own breasts, which by now had taken on the size and shape of large beachballs. She became lost momentarily in her rhythmic dance, bouncing and giggling like a little girl. Male students, one by one overcoming their initial inhibitions, were crowding around her to get a first-row, hands-on experience of this improbable spectacle.
Then Robin noticed that her lips were subtly reshaping themselves. They were becoming fuller and rounder, perfect for kissing (as well as for other activities). And her hair lengthened quickly and paled to a shiny platinum blonde with streaks of purple. Her skin gradually became tanned and smooth as plastic. Meanwhile, inside, she felt her mind opening to new sexual possibilities: bisexuality, exhibitionism, multiple partners... and then suddenly, she was struck by a fascinating, very vivid vision of herself becoming a professional stripper. She could see herself giving lapdances and oral sex and fondling her own gorgeous tits (and those of other busty girls) for the pleasure of strangers. She could not shake this last image. Robin's cheeks grew flushed and her eyes shone wetly with a dazed aura of gratification, because she knew that with this new body of hers -- a walking advertisement for sex -- she could satisfy these needs, no problemo.
"I'm gonna be a stripper," she said to the cluster of boys huddled in awe around her 3-foot-deep cleavage. "But not just any stripper... I'm gonna be the most sexy, slutty, fucking HUGE-TITTED stripper in the whole world! God it's fun being, like, a sex goddess with huge tits. I think I've always wanted to be a fuck toy." A shudder passed through her as she said these words and she closed her eyes in pure ecstasy. Then she let out a huge sigh that made her tits heave. "Fuck toy," she cried, tossing her head back. "I'm a walkin', talkin', fuckin' FUCK TOY! Oh god yesssssss!" People were talking furiously amongst themselves througout the lunchroom, but nobody challenged her on that. Jim looked around nervously. He was starting to worry about something.
"Ohhhhhhh baaaby..." Robin moaned and tousled the hair of one enterprising young boy who had taken her right nipple into his mouth. "Yyyyyyes! That feels rrrrrreally good. Right there. Oh, don't stop, baby. Robin's big sexy jiggly titties love to be squeezed and sucked, don't you, girls? Fuck yeah. Suck on my titties, y'all. I like that. Hey, c'mon," she called out toward a group of awestruck girls who were frozen in place, staring at the scene with wide eyes, "like, come and join us already. I've got room for everybody. Melissa, I know you wanna touch my boobies, honey." She swiveled her torso invitingly to make her immense, cartoonish boobs jiggle back and forth for the girls' benefit. The girls didn't move a muscle. "Okie dokie, suit yourselves! But I'll be here when you change your mind, Melissa baby. Oh... ohhhhh.... A little to the left, Jake."
Jim was almost positive he had wished for a gradual transformation to sluthood. Something was a bit out of whack here. Magic pill out of control. As Jim mulled and pondered and scratched his skull, Robin sank heavily to her knees, gasping in orgasmic pleasure, surrounded on all sides by absolute chaos!
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